Seven Lessons Part 1

"What the hell is going on, I'm buying lingerie for myself here?" he thought, "I really don't want to be doing this," and promptly started to take off his clothes.

Smirking at him she mocked, "You really are a sub sissy fag aren't you?"

When he was completely naked, he was very aware of the cold air on his skin, his face flushed from blushing and desperate to cover himself up but unable to.

She handed him the underwear which she had removed from the pack making no attempt to hide the fact that she was checking out his hairless body, barely able to suppress her giggling. As he fumbled with the clothing she said, "Roll the legs and arms up first, step through the neck, pull it up as far as it will go so your dick is through the hole and put your arms in."

As if thing couldn't get any worse, as he pulled the cool nylon up his legs the sensation of it caressing his smooth skin started to have an effect and his penis started to grow. This made it harder to get the material on as it stimulated his engorged member and by time he'd squeezed into the bodystocking and released his penis through the crotch-hole, he had a fully fledged hardon.

This was too much for the assistant and as she walked over to the cash register she started to visibly shake with laughter. "That's 30 for the stocking and the fifty you owe me."

Great, all he had to do now was pay and get the hell out of here. To his dismay, the ordeal wasn't over yet, "Do you have any chastity devices?" he heard himself ask. "That's it, I'm booking in to see a shrink first thing in the morning," he thought.

By this time Rhonda had finished with being shocked and shouted over to him "Sure, we got the cb3000 which runs to 120 and is quite popular with our dom and sub types" and tossed him a pack.

"I'd like to put it on right now, can you help me?" he enquired.

"Well the first thing you're going to need to do is get rid of that!" she replied pointing at his erection.